Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Albania and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing John Cale to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Mantronix. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Black Dice,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Pylon,
Joyce Sims,
Fatback Band,
Lower 48,
H. Thieme,
Pole,
Kerrie Biddell,
Carl Craig,
Mr. Review,
Ossler,
Magma,
Kas Product,
Flash Fearless,
Scientists,
The Residents,
David McCallum,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Gladiators,
F. McDonald,
Jimmy McGriff,
Warren Ellis,
Saccharine Trust,
Anthony Braxton,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Glambeats Corp.,
Procol Harum,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Unrelated Segments,
LL Cool J,
the Germs,
The Skatalites,
DJ Style,
Black Pus,
The Vogues,
Cecil Taylor,
Pulsallama,
Anakelly,
Jeru the Damaja,
Inner City,
Colin Newman,
Man Parrish,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
This Heat,
the Slits,
DJ Sneak,
John Lydon,
The Flesh Eaters,
Echospace,
Animal Collective,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lou Christie,
New Order,
Eli Mardock,
Ponytail,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Move,
Kurtis Blow,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.